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I was walking down my hallway past my living room today when this strange feeling came over me.
(I'm not going to even try to describe the feeling because, for one, I don't think that I could ever put it into words, and two, I don't think it's meant to be analyzed.)
I stopped and the feeling washed over me as I stood in the space between the dining room and living room.
When I looked up, the only light in the entire area was reflecting on my face off of my dad's picture that sits on our coffee table.
I don't really think there is anything left for me to say here.
(I'm not going to even try to describe the feeling because, for one, I don't think that I could ever put it into words, and two, I don't think it's meant to be analyzed.)
I stopped and the feeling washed over me as I stood in the space between the dining room and living room.
When I looked up, the only light in the entire area was reflecting on my face off of my dad's picture that sits on our coffee table.
I don't really think there is anything left for me to say here.